Tit fucks were more for your casual meeting behind the garden shed while at a party. She often wore low cut dresses to such events or something that s...e could be opened up very easily and of course she hardly wore a bra anymore. I was never sure if she knew that I knew about it all but I suspect not. On more than on one occasion, I had made a small sound while watching and she quickly ceased doing what ever she was doing and redressed and hurried back to the party or whatever. As we are talking. I screamed slightly with the shock of it at first – it must have been 7 inches, and my tight, virgin pussy couldn’t quite handle it, but as we started rocking I started really enjoying myself. My breathing sped up, his rock hard dick slid in and out of dripping pussy, coating it with my juices. Let out a low moan and I whispered, “I’m coming… I’m coming… IM FUCKING COMING DON’T STOP” he was pumping harder and harder, and I was sliding on and off of his cock, each time forcing it deeper. Then it what has to rank as one the best moment of my life, she shrugged the coat off and stood before me in all her glory.Clothed she may not have been anything special, but like this she was a goddess, the answer to a frustrated middle-aged bachelors prayer.Other than the black leather harness and chains, she wore only her Bra and Knickers. The leather collar was about her neck, a chain at the back running down her spine and up through her crotch up over the black sexy knickers to the. .. I wondered how far she’d gone with it.“Would you tell me if you’ve ever flashed anyone?”“Yes.”“Have you ever flashed anyone?”“Yes.”“Who?”“Marcie’s Dad.”“Go on...”“He was in the kitchen when I was in the pool with Marcie once. I pretended that I didn’t know he was there, and took my top off.”“Have you ever flashed anyone your ... you know, your pussy?”“No.”“Why not?”“I don’t like it.”Women. I genuinely don’t understand them. I’ve not once encountered a vagina that wasn’t supremely attractive,.